Don’t Quit – Poem

For those of us who at times feel the need to quit or runaway from all the pain and struggles.

Book Launch Preparation

As the time draws near to the moment I have worked so hard for, I can not help but to also feel anxious.

I pray that my next book, Moonlit Walks, offers my readers a reason for hope in these difficult times when it is hard to look for that positive glimpse in our daily circumstances. It is the only way to move on and let our life be transformed into what is meant to be.

I don’t offer solutions to individual situations but one thing I can do is to share with you my journey in order to inspire others to begin their very own journey. In the same way that I offered in Simplicity, Richness of Life, my experiences on raising a family and learning to live simpler in order to do what matters in my life, on Moonlit Walks I will explore many other topics that I deemed worthy to reflect upon and explore. It is the only way I know how to navigate my life and the turmoils it sometimes accompanies it, one that perhaps will help others to do the same in their own unique way until they too find themselves in come waters.

Life is not easy sometimes but it becomes bearable when we share it with those around us. I believe that is why many of us are having a hard time today, we have disconnected ourselves from each other in pursuit of our own dreams. We have lost the sense that family, friendship and community is what makes us prosper in the long run, not merely individuality. We treasure who we are, yes, but never forgetting that we are also called to share ourselves with others. It is a way to enrich life and to make it more meaningful. It is to give it reason for its existence.

Stay tuned for the announcement on the launch of Moonlit Walks, I will try to make it as memorable as the moments that inspired it.

I Want To Know What Love Is

Valentine’s Day is just around the corner and with it comes a tension for many on what would be the best way to express their love. I believe that this day has been over commercialized and at the end it killed its spontaneity, most women end up with a set of preset gifts that means next to nothing to us to tell you truth.

Do you remember when you were in high school and didn’t have much money to get anything to your sweetheart? You had to be creative and that simple flower, a walk on the beach with wine, a ride on your convertible while listening to romantic music and a long kiss was enough to take us to heaven. It was the moment when a song played and he whispered, “That song is for you” That day forever lingered in our mind and heart. We saw so much love and tenderness from your eyes that made us sigh, melt inside. You contemplated our face and caressed our hair and whisper softly “I love you.” I received poems every once in a while and those were so meaningful to me since they came straight from his heart. I don’t claim to speak for all women but to me that was enough, it was the time he dedicated to me, the attention, the actions that spoke louder than the words.

Today, I am pretty much the same high school girl. I like the same things I liked back then and I love a well dressed man who smells wonderful while holding me in his arms. So go ahead, dare to be creative, be sincere, be simple, and be loving, I am sure she will love it.

I would love to know what you have planned for this day. What have you done in the past for your partner? Tell me about the best Valentine’s Day of your life.

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!

To Hold You In My Arms

Today I need a cool breeze
to sweep over my mind
and refresh my soul
of all I think is not right

I want to move about my life
without tears in eyes
without a hard and hurting heart
longing to beat
when it can hardly survive

How did we get here
after so much work and dedication
I held you in my arms
with a millions dreams
little princess of our hearts

Wish you knew your true greatness
and look further than the night
cause the dawn always come
even when you think it won’t

There is not a moment
I don’t want you by my side
even though I’m sure you do
at times
nothing in my life will be
sweeter than the tender memories
of much better times
than to hold you in my arms

I am here little princess
wipe the tears on your face
mom will always love you
even when I go above
watching, praying, shielding you
no matter the price

Like a bright and shiny star
looking down on you
you can always count on me
I’ll be watching you smile
with no more tears in your eyes

All these moments will be
a distant memory of something
neither one of us is
sad, bitter memories
we will want to forget
but that helped us at the end
understand that love
is bittersweet

Clearing Out

It has been a rainy day in paradise, the usual sunny sky was nowhere to be seen today. The perfect day to stay in bed crawled with a good book in hand and, among other things, that’s what I have done. But another thing I had to do today was to clear my office. Ever since I returned from Puerto Rico a few weeks ago I could not bring myself to do so. I was feeling down and overwhelmed and it was not only because of what was happening to me emotionally, but the paperwork around me wouldn’t let me relax. So today I said no more! and a few hours later my desk is “clean.”

One thing I need to do is designate my paying bill area other than my office because if I don’t my inspiration is out the door. There is no way I can write having a pile of bills to be paid next to me on a daily basis. My office has to be my sanctuary and that is the way it has been for a long time but somehow I didn’t want to get out of here for anything and ended up bringing all kinds of things that doesn’t belong to my writing place.

There has been a lot of changes in my life and as they continue my writing is taking a new shape and form. I guess that is the beauty of writing in general, the ability to express what touches and transforms our hearts. A lot of people relate to it and perhaps some are moved to share it here with me. I love to hear what your thoughts are on what I write and if you have any nuggets of wisdom or experience to share with me.

Today I continue to make someone else’s dream come true and released a book for worldwide distribution. The fruit of long and hard work but most of all dedication of a great writer, Arthur Henn. I look on the pages of the book, Reflections of My Soul, where his beautiful poetry takes me to a whole different world; the world of the senses, dreams and magical moments as my eyes danced in the beautiful words.

So here is to the rest of the day, hopefully I will get to write even more on the days to come. May I never forget the importance to create and maintain the sacred spaces where my soul is free to communicate with my mind in order for me to continue writing for all of you.

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Clary Lopez, author of Simplicity, Richness of Life

Baby Boy

(Happy birthday Erek!!)

Baby Boy you turn eighteen
What a joy
What a happy, happy day!

There is so much
I want to share
With the little boy
Who now becomes
A fine young man

How hard it is for me
Not to rock you
In my arms
And in my hand hold
Your tiny hands

The time flew by
Before I knew it
And now I stand
Watching you build
Your own life dreams

I’ll always be
Right by your side
When you need me
To guide and cheer you up
All your years

How soon you crawled
Right out the crib
And now perceive
The world with speed
As I look back at memories
Of you and me

How sweet it was
When you embraced me
With your little arms
Around my neck
As I felt like
The luckiest mom alive

Forever be my baby boy
Sweet and tender
Full of joy

On this your day
And always
May God bless
Keep you safe
Mom will love eternally
My precious baby boy

Clary Lopez ~ August 6, 2008

Song of Heart

I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

–Pablo Neruda

Love makes life worth living, without it death seems a pleasant idea.

Leave a Trace

How long will I be here
I don’t know
Would my life matter
I have no idea
All I want is
To leave a trace
That I existed
For You
My Dear

Copyright 2007 Clary Lopez

Feeling Satisfaction

This morning I went about my daily routine of checking e-mails, blogs and websites. There was a book revision I finished late last night and it was time to get it out of the way. I’m pleasantly satisfied with the book and how it turned out. It’s the first one I publish for someone else. Then later on I checked my e-mail again and it was the author sending me some pictures with his book on hand, his radiant smile moved my heart. This is something that he couldn’t imagine in his wildest dreams, but that I had to make it happen because of his talent and most of all for his family.

Opening your mind and letting the words from your soul spill unto the pages of your work has a tremendous value. To me is the ultimate journey in connecting to everyone around us. The writing could be anything you want; non-fiction, fiction, poetry, play, movie script, lyrics, etc. it all has its way to reach those intended to receive it. The main thing is not to take with you that which is longing to emerge. It is in that creative flow that we get to know ourselves as we write, it’s almost a magical experience when the words somehow move someone’s spirit deep within. I can’t explain it but if I don’t see the words appear on my notebook or the blank screen of my computer I feel like a volcano close to erupt.

I think I feel the same -if not more- satisfaction to read other people’s work and not to mention to be able to help someone else birth that long awaited book. A book that was part of someone’s soul for so long and that yearned to be born into this reality realm in order to touch and transform those who read it. To awake thoughts, ideas, emotions in its readers. To leave a legacy behind.

Right now I’m working in the last details of this book launch, so stay tuned for when the big reveal takes place.

Brontes- Sharing a Gem

I went to Books A Million yesterday to search for some good poetry books and found this little gem, The Brontes. One poem strike me as I was reading last night in the bed. I wanted to share it with you.

Parting

There’s no use in weeping,

Thought we are condemned to part;

There’s such a thing as keeping

A remembrance in one’s heart:

There’s such a thing as dwelling

On the thought ourselves have nurs’d

And with scorn and courage telling

The world to do its worst.

We’ll not let its follies grieve us,

We’ll just take them as they come;

And then every day will leave us

A merry laugh for home.

When we’ve left each friend and brother,

When we’re parted wide and far,

We will think of one another.

As even better than we are.

Every glorious sight above us,

Every pleasant sight beneath,

We’ll connect with those that love us,

Whom we truly love till death!

In the evening, when we’re sitting

By the fire perchance alone,

Then shall heart with warm heart meeting,

Give responsive tone for tone.

We can burst the bonds which chain us,

Which cold human hands have wrought,

And where none shall dare restrain us

We can meet again, in thought.

So there’s no use in weeping

Bear a cheerful spirit still;

Never doubt that Fate is keeping

Future good for present ill!

by Charlotte Bronte

This poem is one to memorize, at least for me. Enjoy your day!

Comments: (from another blog)

Thank you (((Clary))) _ this short poem speaks volumes of wisdom!!!!! Indeed one to be remembered!!!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 10:30am (EDT)
M.K–… We’ll not let its follies grieve us,

We’ll just take them as they come;

And then every day will leave us

A merry laugh for home.
That was my favorite line,this is great and thanks for sharing.Peace be with you today and always

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 09:32am (CDT)
melvy… I agree that it is a unique expression of how two caring people have agreed to go their separate ways. Great rhyming rhythm!!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 11:09am (EDT)
ManyD… Excellent!!!! Thank you for calling me here…wonderful read, and certainly a gem!!! Peace, Namaste! Shine on beautiful one! xoxx

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 11:33am (EDT)
choter Thank You i’m romantic and very love poetry and flovers

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 06:56pm (EEST)
Deant… Thank you…I will look for this..

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 12:13pm (EDT)
Sherr… Thanks Clary, The Bronte sisters are some of my favorite authors but I haven’t had the chance yet to read much of their poetry.
Since (my mother’s side) my family are coming up on our 100 year annual family reunion ,and it may be our last for this group, this poem brings to mind how even through distance and time we will still be connected.
Before this I’ve had sad feeling about the end but now I’m seeing it in a better light. Thanks!
Sherri

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 01:42pm (EDT)
DOC (… So there’s no use in weeping

Bear a cheerful spirit still;

Never doubt that Fate is keeping

Future good for present ill!
I love it! Thank you Clary! HUGS!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 01:50pm (EDT)
ஐ~♥K♥… Weeping will only keep ye down… ((weeping., once in awhile, while in silence is good theraphy, it releases the built up)) But, u must learn to keep the “chin up”, and foot the foot forward…..

Good days will surely follow— when, the attitude is “CHIN UP!!” <–Ive told everyone this, for years. And, this yr I have had, to practice what I preach!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 02:01pm (CDT)
Initi… Thank you!

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 02:16pm (PDT)
Steve… Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 07:11pm (CDT)
Tony H I’ll let my daughters know about this book. They’re the Bronte sister fans.

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 05:13pm (MST)
El Di… YOU KNOW WHEN I REMEMBER ALL THE FREINDS I HAVE LEFT OR THAT HAVE LEFT I ALWAYS REMEMBER THE FUN TIMES AND IT ALWAYS BRINGS A SMILE TO MY LIPS AND IN MY HEART.

Tuesday August 21, 2007 – 10:28pm (CDT)
M¥§Ti… Yes… a gem it is.

Wednesday August 22, 2007 – 09:28pm (EDT)
wizard “”guess what i come from Bronte country”"

Friday August 24, 2007 – 07:58am (GMT+12)